Killjoy

Epilogue

Sunset was Avery's favorite time of day. She'd go outside and sit on the porch swing John Paul had built for her. She could

hear the water lapping against the dock behind the house, and if she closed her eyes, she could almost smell the lilacs John

Paul had planted.

The screen door opened and closed, and her husband sat down next to her. He put his arm around her; leaned back, and gave

the swing a push.

"You ready for school tomorrow, sugar?"

"Yes."

"What were you thinking about?" he asked. "Were you going to your happy place?"

She put her head on his shoulder and smiled. "I'm already there."